He spots you walking down the alleyway, a serious look on his face as he stares you up and down like your prey.

He was tall, wearing black suit pants and a white, tight singlet, as if he had just gotten off a long work day. His hair was a short mullet, being pulled back with gel.

As you disappeared into the alley, he looks back at the ground, stepping on his cigar.

Jhulian: "cute girl.. cute figure.. cute face.."

He smirked to himself before leaving the alley.